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Captain Itsuki Asakura who had, since asking his question been silent, unmoved by Enso’s manic confession, Kazumi’s interruption and her consequential physical reprimand and dismissal from both his place and Kyomu’s Division finally concludes his business. Having been instructed to leave by Kyomu, he nods his head in response.
“Thank ye’ kindly, Mukuro-Taichou. Kakakaka~”
His response was admittedly, unexpected — then again, after being faced with the murderer and Kazumi’s sudden appearance and declaration, Captain Mukuro honestly didn’t know what to expect. While he didn’t know what type of reaction to expect from his colleague, he had prepared himself for the worst.
”....”
Kyomu says nothing, remaining ever vigilant and on guard as Itsuki turns his back to Enso Aikawa. This could after all be a mere ploy meant to cause Kyomu to lower his guard. No matter what, Itsuki was still a Captain after all. How difficult would it be for him to speed through and tear the former instructor in half, or snap his neck? It wouldn’t be hard at all, and it was a possibility Kyomu kept in mind even as the Mad Dog of the Seventh Division saunters his way over towards his escorts. Kyomu continues to wait, and it isn’t until Itsuki is actually escorted away without any fuss or confrontation that he begins to believe that the matter had truly been dropped. His appraisal of Captain Asakura has surprisingly increased, despite circumstances, despite his appearance and reputation the Captain had maintained control of himself. It wasn’t something everyone could do, he had to praise the Captain’s self control — if only the same could be said of one Enso Aikawa.
Left with the prisoner, Kyomu's silence after giving his orders has returned. He remains motionless and appears to pay Enso no mind as he awaits the completion of his orders.
THUD THUD CRSHHHHH
”GRAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!”
Being forced to relocate so many prisoners at one time, there are some who seek to exploit the inevitable chaos that comes with such a large task. Driven mad by their imprisonment a handful of
’maggots’ have grown restless, seeking to push past their escorts, their keepers in hopes of escape while others crave only to indulge in their most base and violent instincts. Kyomu remains unmoved and seemingly unconcerned, still rooted in place as the resistance is met with violent force, crushing the small riot as quickly as possible.
As this goes on, resistance is met elsewhere in the form of Enso Aikawa.
"Now, that's no way to approach a teacher, is it!? Maybe you outta go back to the academy with that attitude!"
He addresses the agent meant to detain him at his approach, a manic smile donning his face as his right hand raises at speeds that would perhaps startle those not expecting such a display, however those in the Onmitsukido are used to being unable to follow the movements of their Captain, displays of speed at this caliber would do nothing to shake their spirits.
"I outta punch your lights out!!!
The fractured man bellows out, his enfeebled reiryoku being roused to life as he propels himself forward, his body beelining towards the Stealth Force agent. While Enso focuses on evading the guard before him, there are others at a distance who have taken notice of the rousing of the man’s spiritual power and his sudden dash. Was he trying to make a break for-no, he couldn’t be going for the Captain could he?
”STOP HIM!”
Using what strength he has to mislead and maneuver around the initial guard, bracing himself for the full weight of Kyomu’s reiatsu he’d unexpectedly find an absence of it. What reiatsu and killing intent that had been focused on Kazumi at the time of her reprimand and dismissal had been retracted the moment the spectral serpents had precariously dropped her body to the ground, once more insulated within the confines of his attire and his body. As he draws near he finds no reiatsu being exerted from Kyomu, no killing intent thrown his way — in fact, upon gazing on the Phantom’s presenceless form, the man didn’t appear to be even looking Enso’s way. It was as if Enso didn’t exist to the man...or perhaps it was as if Kyomu himself didn’t exist at all and what Enso was seeing was little more than the image of the man conjured within the confines of his splintered mind.
With every step taken, with every ounce of effort exerted it served only to drain and weaken the man faster. Four days had passed since his imprisonment, four days of being locked below ground..four days of being forced to wear the strange attire dampening his spiritual power, restricting his abilities and thus effectively crippling him even if only partially. Now forcefully using spiritual power in his weakened state, Enso who is blinded by his need for grandeur, for theatrics and attention has unintentionally..or perhaps intentionally, weakened himself even further. His stamina dwindles faster than expected, his body grows heavier with each step.
When Enso’s feet finally do come to a halt it is concurrently, the same time he finds himself surrounded by Onmitsukido, a hand meeting his neck with fingers tightly kneading into the flesh of his throat, hands on either side gripping the man’s arms, while others bar his path to Kyomu, barely covering the Captain’s form from the prisoner’s view.
"Captain Kyomu, I apologize for my outburst, and I will now peacefully submit to my shackles and whatever follows."
Enso offers both his apology and his surrender, and still Kyomu does not say a word, does not move, does not acknowledge Enso at all.
Clink, Clink, Clack
The sekkiseki handcuffs are placed on Enso’s wrists forced behind his back, as the leg irons, composed of the same material are placed around his ankles. Due to his little stunt, their already taxing weight has been increased four fold, or so it feels. The blow to his spiritual power is equally as great thanks to the man having diminished what weakened reserves he did have.
The brief riot from the prisoners dispelled, and Enso’s outburst brought to an end the Maggots Nest has become deathly silent. Throughout both incidents Kyomu has seemingly taken no action, shown no care or concern and had given no direction to his men. They understood that their Captain’s intervention was not needed, he had issued out his orders, orders that had not changed regardless of what circumstances they were met with. Encircled by Onmitsukido on all sides, the bound Enso is forced to walk as they begin their journey in escorting him to the surface, and it isn’t until they move ahead...does Kyomu finally move. Silently shadowing the group the Phantom remains mute. With his reiatsu insulated, his presence absent, and his steps silent it is impossible to tell that he’s even there, just as it is impossible to tell exactly what the man was thinking about, or focusing on for that matter.
Their journey to the surface parallels with the journey Kyomu took when escorting Captain Asakura down into the nest. It was as equally long and just as silent. While no one knows where Kyomu’s focus lies, it's clear that for the Stealth Force ahead of him, the entirety of their focus is on the prisoner. Where some gauge his movements, his cadence, others gauge his spiritual power and some, the man’s expression and demeanor — watchfulf for any unexpected change or act.
The ascending steps seem countless in number, no doubt doubly so for Enso burdened down by his physical and spiritual restraints. A thin line of light illuminates the darkened stairwell of the nest, announcing their journey’s end. Enso is met with the light and fresh air of the surface for the first time in days. With his powers weakened and restricted it was difficult, if not impossible to tell that despite being out of the nest he was no less restrained….the area had been surrounded by Onmitsukido, both visible and hidden. The Stealth Force encircling him had taken him nearly a dozen feet from the door of the nest.
THUD, TING
”Enso Aikawa…”
Kyomu who had been silent as the grave, finally speaks, his voice was close as if he had been standing directly behind Enso speaking into his ear, yet the warmth of his breath could not be felt by the man who was still completely encircled by his escorts, and more importantly-
Kyomu was standing directly in front of him, just outside of the small encirclement. His expression remained reserved, while apathetic eyes shone with a light of disinterest. The specter of a man takes a hold of his zanpakuto...something he certainly did not have in his possession before entering the Nest and certainly not while inside the nest, placing the sheathed blade on the ground before him as if using it for support.
”The Nest of Maggots is a place for those individuals deemed dangerous to the Seireitei, too dangerous to be trusted within the ranks of the Gotei 13, or left to their own devices. It is not a place for those actually guilty of a crime, there are other facilities meant for such people.”
Kyomu begins, explaining one of the reasons for this sudden movement. Perhaps he meant to transfer Enso into the care of the Sixth Division now that it was confirmed that he was guilty.
”Your confession for your crimes will be reported to the other Captains. You will pay for your crimes. I’m aware you have a brother operating in the First Division, have you any words?”
Kyomu asks, his voice dispassionate as he spoke each word. It was clear Kyomu held no interest in this matter and wished to be done with it altogether. In his mind, he had already detailed out the specifics of what he would say in his report, it was just a matter of wrapping things up on his end and putting it to paper. While Enso had shown no remorse for his actions in front of Itsuki, perhaps he had some kinder words he wished to pass on to his brother, a message...something to remember him by, other than as the criminal he has now become.
